Dinner in the Lin villa was not a pleasant affair on this night. Lin Bili had been sure that Alix would obediently do as she had been ordered to, but the time limit was exhausted and not a beep was heard from her.
With a nasty sneer on her face, projecting malice and anger, she stabbed the roasted potatoes which Jing Hee had lovingly prepared with chopsticks, imagining Alix's body as she did.
"That bitch, she dares to play with me. I will show her what I am made of." she muttered.
Sitting next to her and very worried, Jing Hee grabbed Billi's hands and held them tightly.
"Dear, calm down. You might injure your hands."
These were very precious hands that were meant to play piano and elevate their status in society.
They could not be injured like those of that wretched cripple Alix.
"Mother, that bitch refuses to do as I command." she said loudly, partially heaving with rage.
